A moment to collect the weapon—a bow and associated articles, all obviously unsuited to someone with limited arm strength and only one eye—and she offers Kanaya another halfhearted smile. "Thanks. I appreciate the company."

Though as they walked, her thoughts mulled over the possibilities of this, once again, being a simple trap. She was new, and had already claimed physical weakness. Regardless of any prior circumstances, Ruka would find herself completely unsurprised if this walk wound up leading to some more secluded destination and attempts were made at robbery or murder.

Aggravating, yes; disappointing, sure, as Ruka liked it when people who were kind on their surface were genuinely so; but on the whole, expected. It was folly to anticipate good circumstances without a solid foundation.